Luke this morning: I wish my dreams were actually like instructional videos. Then I could wake up and have learned something. But no, they don't make sense and I never learn anything.
I agree. It would be something like The Matrix where they load him with new programs. And then you'd wake up in the morning and say "I know Kung Fu."
I know you're all interested in my baby bedding sage. OK, I'm lying. I'm positive that you are NOT interested. But do I care? No! So I'm going to tell you anyway.
Now, as you'll recall I had previously chosen this:
Ever since then, however, I've had the sneaking feeling that it is really kind of ugly. So I set out to find something better.
After much searching -- oh, it was difficult -- I found this:
And oh, it gets better ... and is even the reason why it's perfect.
I've found it for $25 used on ebay. Granted, it is on the comforter, bumper, skirt and mobile that they are selling. But who cares? For $25?! Seriously.
The whole point of finding a non-monkey neutral bedding that could go with monkeys was so that if another child rolls around (and let's not get ahead of ourselves here, pretty please), I could use it again under a different theme. Why in the world would I spend $150 on something that I wasn't going to use again? Seriously.
But for $25 (OK, fine, up to $50), I'll happily throw that baby out with the bathwater when needed and buy something else. Heck yes!
(Here's hoping I win the auction).
Luke leaves today for a month. I handled it great this morning until about 1 p.m. Then I came home with him from lunch, proceeded to get really tired from doing nothing (I honestly don't know how that happens) and subsequently loose it entirely.
And cry. A lot.
It's not like he hasn't gone away before. I should be pretty use to it by now. But I'm not.
Coming soon to an Amy near you: retail therapy dressed in IKEA blue and gold.